Little Secret
That terrible little secret,
Your precious jewels must have been stolen,
And all the forgiveness in the world,
Doesn't mean a thing,
If you don't mean you're sorry.
Are you sorry?
Sorry, who are you?
Take your little whispers,
And throw yourself away,
Because you only cause heartache,
When you come around this way.
Written By: Laura Loo
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2016
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